Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 94

When Sylvia heard Rupert's voice, she instinctively turned around.

The man standing before her now was clad in a black button-down, the autumn breeze pressing the fabric against his chest, outlining his perfect figure.

Sylvia's pupils shrank for a brief moment before she quickly pretended to be blind.

"Who's there?"

She feigned ignorance, even managing to appear a bit flustered in her act. As she attempted to make a getaway, her wrist was caught, and Rupert forcefully pulled her into a secluded alley.

"Let go of me..."

In the chilly breeze, Rupert leaned in for a kiss on Sylvia's slightly parted lips, then casually stared into her widened eyes. Sylvia's hands were restrained by him, leaving her unable to struggle, feeling her lips crushed under his as if being punished, gradually losing her strength.

Rupert released her hands, supporting her waist with one hand and cradling her head with the other.

After a moment, their lips barely touching, he huskily asked, "Who am I?"

Sylvia pushed against his chest, trying to create some distance between them.

"I don't know you, please let me go! Or else I'll scream for help!"

"Oh? Let's see how loud you can scream."

Rupert's voice was deep and emotionless.

"Sure, help..."

Before she could finish, Rupert seized her chin, leaning in to capture her lips once again.

"Mmm! Let...go...Uncle!"

"So, you do know me now? Weren't you claiming not to know me?"

While speaking, Rupert playfully pinched her chin. Sylvia had no choice but to look directly into his eyes, deep and commanding.

Their gazes locked.